Kal-ee-mah! Kal-ee-mah!

I believe that is the correct chant for you Indiana Jones lovers. It was the only thing I could think of tonight at spinning class. I think my heart almost exploded. I imagine the instructor would have stood over my lifeless body holding my still beating heart and then strapping it back to the bike for a few more sprints. Tonight was brutal. Part of me can't help but wonder if the frozen veggie pack for lunch mixed with a potato salad snack could be to blame. Just not enough fuel? My right calf is still aching, but the workout made it feel better. I may baby it a bit now and then, but I swear if I cramped up, I would have fallen off that damn death machine. For dinner, I'm having Brussels sprouts and an egg white omlet. I crave weird things when I get so close to death. Perhaps I'll drink my water out of a humble carpenter's cup for good measure.